Inez—What sinister vision affrights my gaze!—No, father, do not enter there.
Edward—Come, come, my Inez!
Inez [to her father]—No, no, I entreat you!
Lorenzo [approaching her]—Inez!
Inez—Those men there—look!
[Inez stretches out her hand toward the study; Don Lorenzo stands and follows her gaze. At this moment the keepers, hearing her cry, show themselves between the curtains.]
Edward [leading Inez away]—At last!
Lorenzo—Now I am more tranquil! The wound is mortal! I feel it here in my heart! I thank thee, merciful God!
Dr. Tomás and Dr. Bermúdez enter and stop to observe Don Lorenzo.